It is a great compliment, from me, to say that these stories remind me a bit of Alice Munro’s. Although they are shorter than a typical Munro story, like hers, each story is almost as rich as a novel. A small cast of characters are so deftly and tellingly drawn that one feels that one understands them deeply in a matter of a couple pages. However, I began to approach picking up the book again with dread. I found each of the eleven stories so sad, or depressing, or disturbing, or in one case horrifying, that I can’t say I “enjoyed” them. There is a good bit of humor in many of the stories, but somehow it didn’t lighten my mood. However, he’s some writer. 243 pp.